38. Voicing my Darkest Fear

EVANGELINE.

His words cut me like a sharp knife, and I

look up at him.

How could he?

I didn’t reply for a moment, trying to remain composed, knowing we have many eyes watching us, and even with the music and loud chatter, they might overhear. So, I simply smile gracefully at Zedkiel and slowly pull out of his hold. I don’t think he understands that I am going to take this deal seriously.

Absolutely seriously, and I am not going to do anything to mess that up. Especially something such as fraternising with another man as long as we are married, which can lead to problems in front of the court and would not be ideal for the

tournament.

“Nothing to say?” He asks, and I realise this conversation isn’t over until he gets

an answer. His eyes are blazing red, and his anger only continues to rise.

“Let’s not do this here.” I whisper back, ” If you want to talk 1-lets take it outside.”

I’m scared to be alone with him

anywhere, but he is going to ruin this before we even have a chance to prove we

can do this, and to aim for that crown and my freedom.

“Let’s.” He says, his arm snakes around my waist, his hand painfully tight on my

waist. He leads me out of the doors I had

just entered. They swing shut behind us, blocking out all sounds of the merriment

from within.

Zedkiel came to a stop, and I look up, only

to see Sinclair standing there. His eyes

are cold as they meet Zedkiel’s, and I

realise they aren’t as beautiful as I once

found them… 1

He just doesn’t look the same… I look at Zedkiel, with his delicious hot chocolate

skin, and those eyes that remind me of honey and jewels, which makes my heart skip a beat. He is beautiful. My heart

thuds as I turn away, realising something

with shock. 5

I have begun to feel something for him… How is that possible?

My heart thumps with this realisation

and I look back at Sinclair once more. Yes,

he’s handsome, but I feel… nothing.

“Out of my way.” Zedkiel snarls, bringing me from my shocked thoughts.

Sinclair simply looks at me before

moving to his right, so he is directly in

front of me.

“Of course.” He says, his eyes stuck on

I frown. Sinclair is making stuff so much worse for me. Does he not realise that if

he makes Zedkiel angrier, he’ll take it out

on me? Does he even care for me, aside

from his own selfish reasons!? 3

I’m about to turn away when suddenly

Zedkiel pulls me behind him, and I hear a resounding crunch and a grunt as Sinclair staggers back, clutching his bleeding

nose that Zedkiel had just punched. My eyes fly open as they snap to Zedkiel, who raises his fist to his lips, blowing off imaginary dust as he glares murderously

at Sinclair. 1

“Stay out of my way, because next time I will kill you.” He snarls before dragging me away. I bite back the cry of pain from the rough pull as he yanks me down the hallway until he opens a random door

and pushes me inside. I almost stumble, just about catching my balance, when the

door shuts behind him.

my own heart thud even louder and I turn to glare at

need to listen before you react.”

say quietly. 1

cocks a brow. “I saw

coming from. I clench my fists, hoping that I

being treated

you wanted to see. I

off…

am going to do my best, for your crown, and for

would I sabotage that?”

free is all I

but instead, he narrows

“Care to explain why you smelt

a

my whimper, I look

in the eye, a ringing in

you, he tried to manhandle me. You may

you two are far more similar than

harshly. (1

you are such a mischief maker!’ A girl’s whispery laugh reaches

not. I’m

do that

doesn’t matter, I’ll

‘Promise?’

snaps me back to reality, and I realise he

his fingers in front

calm my thumping heart. “W-what… what did

brow, scanning my eyes

away. “I said, we’re nothing alike.” He

you? You both

me …” I trail off, realising that,

Zedkiel has defended me

occasions now…

that’s what you think. Nothing I say will make you change your mind. Let’s

eyes are blazing as he

shoulder. 1

when he

my hand over his.

skin looks

feel him watching

at him. It didn’t

the conversation

sorry… You two

protected me

whilst he… he hurts me

words.” I say quietly. “So,

swallow as his gaze

I slowly let go of

from the door handle,

pull the door

me by my arm

around, pushing me

wall.

impact

“No, we aren’t alike, because you belong

that, unlike him.

so

you free, you still belong to me… and

wrists to the door next to my head, his eyes raking over me. His

but no matter what,

wanting to stay… Yes, my

but there

stay. “And third… until this deal is completed… you

alone.” 1

is too close to mine now,

red,

he was

my gaze dips to his plump lips. He leans in, kissing me deeply. I gasp against his lips, but it only gives him access to my mouth. One that he assaults. His hands let go of my wrists, running down my arms

waist and pulls me flush

him back? I’m not sure… So,

once, before

myself that I can’t get too close, just in case something

time. “We need to return to

need to… be

whisper, opening the door.

doesn’t argue with me,

me go. I feel the

squeeze inside, knowing I was hurting him, but

end

Zedkiel says once

in

a long

exhausted. The questions

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